Learning to Fly
Flight has always been a fascination for me. My father was an aeronautical engineer who learned the trade on the cusp of World War 2 and pursued it through the heyday of the United States space program greatness, instrumental in the development of the Atlas booster that first thrust America in to space. He worked with the giants of the industry, among them Werner Von Braun, J.S. McDonnell and others. So, from an early age, flight fascinated me. Summertimes, I hung out in the library and read accounts of the early aviators, Langley, Lilienthal, Orville and Wilber Wright. It wasn't powered flight that captivated me, but rather gliding on the wind. Later I would sail the oceans on the wind in what I realize now was the same fascination. I would dream then of flying silently above the world, buoyed along by another fluid medium. There was this gully behind where we lived filled with old fallow fields on the other side that ended up against the property of my best friend, Stev...